Another buzz from his phone—I bet I know who it is.
I reach over and snatch it. A glance at the screen confirms my suspicion—Ethan.
Coach
Thanks, asshole. I’m not alone.
Wait for me.
I angle the camera above us to capture my swollen breasts and Jackson’s defined abs, careful to keep his cock buried inside me. I snap the photo and send it with a simple message:
Hurry.
Jax takes the phone and tosses it aside. “You’re killing me. It’s been weeks since I came in this pussy. I’m dying.”
His hands clutch my hips, and he drives up into me. The pregnancy has made me more sensitive, and each stroke sends ecstasy rippling through my core.
I lean forward, bracing on his chest, and match his rhythm. He hits the perfect spot, and I bite my lip to stop from crying out.
The bedroom door opens, and we both freeze.
Ethan kicks the door shut behind him and strips off his shirt. “Don’t stop on my account.”
Wondering about our guests, I glance anxiously toward the living room.
“Don’t worry. They’re headed to the hospital.” He sheds the rest of his clothes, palms his hard cock, and slips in close to Jackson.
“Reece?” I ask.
“Going to see Lucas.”
Jax hits me with a powerful thrust. “You don’t need Reece.”
Ethan grabs Jackson by the chin and grits, “Stop being a brat,” then plants a firm kiss on his lips.
“Wow,” I breathe.
I haven’t seen them kiss yet, and it’s so effortless, so natural, it’s as if it has always been this way. It’s beautiful, and, yeah, it’s hot, but overall, it’sright.
Ethan’s hesitant gaze meets mine, his cheeks flushed. “Sorry. I meant to talk to you before now.”
“No need. I’m not upset at all—about anything. I love that you two love each other. I saw you touching in the shower. I thought it was hot.” I grin and writhe my hips. “Please proceed.”
He turns to Jax and cups the back of his head. They kiss open-mouthed and full of tongue. Jackson groans and drives into me.
I meet his slow, deep thrusts, wetter than ever, the sight of them igniting a fire in my core. I’ve never seen anything more erotic than them losing themselves to their desires.
Jax breaks the kiss, his eyes gleaming with lust when he meets my gaze. “Damn, you’re soaked.”
My response is a whimper and a roll of my hips.
“Our dirty girl. Made just for us.” Ethan fists his cock, stroking with an unhurried pace. “I wanna watch you two finish. Then, I wanna fuck her while she’s full of your cum.”
“Jesus.” Jax pounds into me harder. “You really have a thing for my cum, don’t you?”
He fucks me with a punishing rhythm while our boyfriend whispers naughty words in his ear and I dig my nails into his pecs.
“Fill her cunt for me, baby boy.” Ethan grazes his lips along Jax’s jawline. “I want her dripping with your cum while I fuck her.”
